Nobody knows the real me. Nobody knows how many times I've cried in my room when nobody was watching. Nobody knows how many times I've lost hope, how many times I've been let down. Nobody knows how many times I've felt like I'm about to snap but I just don't, for the sake of others. Nobody knows the thoughts that go through my head when I'm sad, how horrible they truly are. Nobody. Knows. Me.
In order for all of this to work though, you have to let me know you. You have to let me cut you open and trust that I won't accidentally hit a nerve. You have to accept me for my shortcomings and understand that you're a better person than I am. I'm a little rotten. Please don't let that deter you though. Because when I look at you, I see someone who makes sense. I see an anomaly- someone who's untouched by all the modern inventions and hang ups. I see someone I want to know
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AlphaControl
10:18 Jan 05 2014
I'm glad I saw this once it was too late or I would have been hurt.